Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

Daxia, Jiangcheng.

The scorching sun scorched the earth, and layers of heat waves rolled in the air.

A rental room without air conditioning is like a steamer, better than a sauna in a clubhouse.

The sickly ceiling fan above his head swayed lazily with a creaking sound, and Yang Fan lay shirtless on the mat, sweating uncontrollably.

"This interview couldn't be better, and I'm going to eat dirt next month!"

Yang Fan sighed, his face full of sadness.

He feels a little moldy recently.

I have been working for almost two years since I graduated, but I lost it somehow;

The girlfriend who has been together for three months has just held hands, and they are obviously very harmonious, but they broke up for no reason;

Three interviews in a row, obviously confident but unexpectedly no reply...

Everything goes wrong.

I also encountered a strange thing: I dreamed of my grandfather who had passed away for many years for a week in a row—letting myself burn paper and go home to receive the express delivery.

Even in the daytime, there are occasional buzzing in my mind, and grandpa's kindly smiling face appears, and a kind call comes out——

"Grandson, burn paper for grandpa! Grandpa sent you a treasure, go home and get it..."

Just ask if you are afraid?

It felt like my grandpa was beside me.

Burning paper is understandable. After all, it is natural to miss relatives. It has been half a year since the Qingming Festival. If grandpa spends a lot of money down there, it would make sense if he is short of money.

But it's outrageous to receive express delivery. Could it be mailed from the underworld?

That's not the point.

The key is that my hometown really called to say that there is a courier from him!

I am so poor that I can't even afford instant noodles. I don't have the money to shop online, and even if I buy things, I won't send them to my remote hometown.

"You are like a fire in that winter, the blazing flame warmed my heart..."

When the bell rang, Yang Fan immediately turned over and picked up his mobile phone, thinking that the interview had ended, but the caller ID showed that it was the cow widow from the small shop in the village.

"Hello, Mrs. Niu?"

"Xiaofan, you have a courier delivered to my house."

Yang Fan was taken aback, "Another one?"

"What's another one? I guess you're too lazy to come back to get it all the way. I'll send it to Jiangcheng for you?"

Yang Fan was a little confused, and said, "Didn't you call me the day before yesterday, and I asked you to mail it for me, but you didn't mail it?"

"Is there such a thing?"

The cow widow was also a little confused, "It's the first time I received your courier, did you make a mistake?"

The cow widow is only 29 years old, so she won't suffer from Alzheimer's, right? Forgot about it after only two days?

Yang Fan said affirmatively: "You check the call records, and wechat, I transferred 20 postage to you, and you haven't confiscated it yet!"

After a few minutes, Widow Niu chatted and sent a voice: "Oh, Xiaofan, maybe sister-in-law forgot, I will send it to you today!"

"Okay, Mrs. Niu, please."

In reply, Yang Fan shook his head and murmured in his heart: Without a man, women are not only prone to anxiety and depression, but also have poor memory.

Yang Fan didn't receive the notification of the interview result until dark, so Yang Fan knew he was in trouble again.

Depressedly eating a 12 yuan pig's knuckle rice, Yang Fan lowered his requirements and sent out a batch of resumes. After seeing the cool beauties at the urban village night market, he went to bed early.

Unsurprisingly, the same dream reappeared, and it was already past nine o'clock the next day when it was interrupted by the familiar ringtone.

"Hey, Mrs. Niu, have you mailed it?" Yang Fan answered in a daze.

"What is delivered, Xiaofan is still sleeping, you have a courier delivered to my house."

Yang Fan woke up all of a sudden, staring anxiously: "You called me yesterday, did you forget?"

"Yesterday, how could it be? It was a few couriers that just arrived."

"..." Yang Fan's scalp was numb, and his heart missed half a beat, inexplicably thinking of the weird cycle in the movie.

Could it be that I have run into evil, or is there something wrong with the cow widow?

Yang Fan swallowed his saliva and asked Niu Widow to check Weichat to confirm, but it turned out that Niu Widow was stupid and thought she had amnesia.

"Sister-in-law Niu, can you help me find out who sent it?"

"I don't know. There is only your name written on the recipient in a small box."

"Let it go first, I'll go back and get it myself!"

After finishing the call, Yang Fan pursed his lips, knelt down on the bed, folded his hands and kowtowed in a certain direction, "Grandpa, you always protect me underground, my grandson is not filial, so I will go back and burn paper for you..."

He felt that this incident probably had something to do with that weird dream.

Although he had a very good relationship with his grandfather since he was a child, and he missed him very much, but if his grandfather really came to look for him, or asked him to go down for a reunion, Yang Fan would definitely refuse.

It has been seven days in a row, no, eight days, plus the express delivery, there must be something strange in it.

You can not believe in the theory of gods and ghosts, but you can't be disrespectful.

Since it couldn't be mailed, Yang Fan decided to go back and pick it up by himself to see what was going on.

Having made up his mind, Yang Fan didn't dare to delay, and directly bought the train ticket online.

Counting the round-trip travel expenses and expenses, the savings would be less than 1000 yuan. During the critical period when there was no income, Yang Fan was quite distressed and had to use the 1 yuan emergency fund at the bottom of the box.

After eating something casually, Yang Fan simply packed up and saluted, and set off.

After 22 hours by train, two and a half hours by bus, and then more than an hour by tricycle, we finally arrived in the town.

Yongle Town, a remote mountain town surrounded by mountains on three sides, has a total of only five or six hundred households.

In Yonghe Village, where Yang Fan lives, there are only thirty or so households, and most of the residents are nostalgic old people who don't want to go out.

It was hot, and there were few pedestrians on the street, which looked a little depressed.

After looking around, no one went to the village, so Yang Fan had to walk.

Walking on the gravel road, the mountain breeze is blowing, and the refreshing air is much more comfortable than the bustling Jiangcheng.

Occasionally, you can also see ancient ox carts and lonely tile-roofed houses.

However, Yang Fan was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery.

Along the way, he was worried and decided that if he didn't understand what was going on, he would go to the hospital or ask a master.

"arrive……"

Under the old locust tree at the head of the village, a woman in a white short-sleeved T-shirt was holding a dustpan with soybeans in it, and she was in a daze, not even noticing Yang Fan approached.

It was the cow widow Niu Guyu.

A standard melon-seeded face, with a plain face, looks better than the internet celebrity lady in the video. She is indeed a beautiful and beautiful person.

Speaking of this widow, it was also miserable.

He lost his parents since he was a child, and he had a brother who was six years older and fell seriously ill at a young age. In order to raise money for his brother's treatment, Niu Guyu married him to Yonghe Village with a gift of [-] yuan.

As a result, on the night of the wedding, her husband got drunk and saw off guests on a night walk, and fell into the reservoir to meet the King of Hades.

A year later, her father-in-law paid her to hire a divorced man with a two-year-old child. Good guy, he died in a car accident on the way here.

The two-year-old child became her son, and he dragged it to primary school with great difficulty, and drowned in the pond because of his fun.

The hat of the lone star of the evil spirit was stuck on her head and she couldn't take it off. She was known as the number one disaster star in Yongle town, the pretty widow.

After her father-in-law passed away, she worked hard to take care of her sick mother-in-law for many years, and did not remarry until her mother-in-law also passed away.

It is also very difficult to marry, who would dare to marry someone who knows the details?But she is a kind and capable woman.

"Sister-in-law Niu!" Yang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and greeted her with a smile.

"Yeah~"

Niu Guyu was startled, put down the dustpan in a hurry and got up, walked forward and said with a worried face: "Xiaofan, this is very strange, I checked the records and it was sent for you yesterday! I also found the receipt, Guess what? There are two, one was sent the day before yesterday! I called the courier again and said it was lost, why did you come back to my store again?"

After finishing speaking in one breath, a gust of wind blew, and Niu Guyu under the shade of the tree shook his head, "Xiaofan, do you know what's going on? It can't be haunted, right?"

Country people are superstitious, and there have been rumors of mountain ghosts and water ghosts in the village. For example, her dead son was said to be entangled by water ghosts and dragged to the bottom of the pond.

Yang Fan's expression was also not good-looking, "Where's the stuff?"

"In the house!" Niu Guyu turned around and trotted into the house, twisting and turning the plump watermelon.

Yang Fan followed closely, and a big yellow dog lying in the shade raised its eyelids at him, and continued to shake its head.

"No, that's the one!" After realizing something was wrong, Niu Guyu didn't dare to touch the express box again.

Yang Fan looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a boxy box on the glass counter where the cigarettes were placed, no different from the usual delivery box.

But the color and material of the courier bill pasted on it are very similar to yellow paper money.

Yang Fan's eyelids twitched, and he stepped forward to pick up the box to look at it.

As soon as his hand touched the box, he saw writing with a faint red light appearing on the courier slip——

Sender: Yang Jianye

It's Grandpa's name!

Sending address: Jifu, Huangyu, Jiutou Mountain Baguiling, Zhengrong Cave!

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